[Side Story] 18

This text was originally a fanfiction, based on a set of images from Pixiv, titled "The Image of a Thousand Years."
However, since I couldn't contact the original author and it wasn't easy to write 5,000 words, I've completely rewritten it in my own words
.
I can delete this text if the original author objects
. This is a lifelike human figure, or rather, it was once a living being. She is an
elf, and judging from her noble and exquisite appearance, she might even be a high elf. However, she is completely naked, legs spread
, one hand playing with her breasts, the other parting her vulva, striking a seductive pose, yet her serious expression seems
somewhat incongruous.
What kind of story does this figure hold?
This story originates from a very long time ago, on this land called Orusis, there was a
distant era known as the Age of Myths. There are no records of that era; only
fragments can be gleaned through deciphering dragon language magic. At the end of that era, the gods departed, leaving only their people
on this land, ushering in the second era, also known as the Ancient Era.
In this era, many ancient races existed on this land, possessing power unimaginable to modern beings
. First were the noble and immortal High Elves, dwelling in cities bathed in starlight
. They were said to be the embodiment of the stars, children of the extraordinary, wielding the magic of the High Elves. Then
came the Ancient Giants, who sculpted the earth's veins with brute force, the primal power of Orussis; and the Ancient Dwarves, possessing
superb forging skills, the children of the earth. Ancient Dragons, creatures existing since the age of gods,
their roars could tear the heavens and earth apart, shaking all things. And
then there were the winged races who, claiming to be children of gods, surveyed the earth from the sky. Finally, there was the Demon Race, an alien race surging forth from the Demon Realm, bringing with them the prophesied
Black Tide that would devour all things.
No one knows how long this era lasted. The ancient races were incredibly powerful; they stopped the initial and
strongest Black Tide, but also grew exhausted. The ancient giants and dwarves slumbered forever in the mountains and beneath the earth
. The ancient dragons departed this land, the winged people ceased to concern themselves with earthly affairs, and the children of the stars returned to
their birthplace. Only the races of the new era remained—the races now known as elves and dwarves,
and the youngest humans. In the final days of antiquity, the ancient dark empire of Surul rose, dominating
the land with terror. The ancient races turned a blind eye to the ravages of Orusis, while an allied force of elves and dwarves resisted
the dark empire.
In that era, there was no distinction between high elves and common elves.
After the most powerful high elves returned to their birthplace, the remaining elves established many elven kingdoms. These
elven kingdoms, whose names are now forgotten, were the very forces that fought against the ancient dark empire.
Iven was the princess of one of these ancient elven kingdoms and a powerful sorceress. Inheriting
the blood of the high elves, Iven possessed impeccable beauty. She had long, jet-black hair, an elegant and slender figure, and
skin as white as marble—dignified, noble, and powerful. Even so, her kingdom was
destroyed by the mages of the ancient Dark Empire. In an ancient forest, Ivan was driven to the brink of destruction.
Demons, leading orcs and goblins, surrounded Princess Ivan deep within the forest. But these
mages were no match for the elven princess. Dressed in a noble elven royal silk robe, the intricate patterns on her magnificent garments
both beautiful and alluring, Princess Ivan, wielding her elven staff, quickly used her magical power to repel the demons.
"What's wrong? Don't you know how powerful I am?" Despite being surrounded, the elven princess retained her royal
pride and spirit. She tossed her long, black hair, gracefully stepped forward, and brandished
her magic staff.
"As expected of the last royal princess, possessing such powerful magic." The demon mages were
forced back by the elven princess, but they were prepared.
"Your kingdom has been destroyed for so many years; now you fight alone," the orc
shouted.
"So what? Even if I were alone, I would slaughter you all!" Princess Iven chanted her spell once more
.
"Hmph, how pathetic, a princess fighting alone. Your mother and sister have long been
slaves of our Dark Empire!" The leading demon chuckled lowly. As he finished speaking, an orc
soldier approached carrying a shield. Bound to the front of the shield was Iven's sister, Princess Asir!
It was a massive stone shield, but embedded in its surface was the naked body of a female elven slave.
The beautiful slave lay prone on the shield, her legs folded to the sides, highlighting her plump buttocks.
Her head was held high forward, a chain piercing her nose and connecting to her vagina. The carefully designed length of
the chain forced the elf to tilt her head back, making her face clearly visible. That expression of defiance, forced into
a smile, was thus petrified and embedded in the shield. The inscription below reads: "Rebellious Elf
Princess, Asir, made by the Suruel Empire.
" "Princess Asir has paid off a considerable debt for her sister these past few years. For every demon you kill, she has to
repay double with her body. Think about it, your mother and sister
spend almost every day being played with by demon phalluses. Oh, and of course, the powerful Princess Asir is very popular in our arena, so popular that she spends almost
every moment in defeat and entertaining clients. Finally, to punish her rebellion against the Dark Empire, we
have imposed this fixed punishment on her."
Many arrows are embedded in Asir's petrified body—in her thighs, breasts, face, and buttocks
. But the most striking feature is the phallus-shaped spiked club inserted into her vagina. Seeing her sister's
horrific state, Ivan relaxed her guard. At this moment, the demon mage who had been secretly watching from behind unleashed
a powerful spell.
Under the intense light, Princess Iven, who was in the act of casting a spell, was transformed into a living statue!
She remained in the elegant pose of casting the spell, but no longer moved. Her clothes were still intact,
and even the color of the statue remained the original skin tone, only it became hard and indestructible.
"Hahaha, this is a forbidden secret technique of our Suruer Empire, capable of forever freezing a person. Beautiful elf
princess, use your body to bear this eternal punishment, hahaha!" With that, the demons left
Princess Iven deep in the forest, and her kingdom, along with the last princess, vanished forever from history
, never to be known again.
The princess's statue endured countless days and nights of wind and rain, forever maintaining the posture of her spellcasting
, her magnificent robes becoming tattered. But in this desolate forest, only
a solitary, beautiful statue stood there. Occasionally, small animals would pass by; birds would perch on her head and
defecate. A bear, mistaking her for food, would pounce, tearing at her clothes, but unable to bite
, it would give up.
Finally, the princess's statue lay on the ground in her spellcasting pose, her clothes
tattered, unable to conceal her graceful elf body, but at this moment, the princess felt no shame.
Time flies, and the world changes. Orussis entered a new era. It was a barbaric age.
After the ancient races withdrew, the new human race clashed on this declining land, and countless
wars filled the land. In this era, humanity was still a nascent power, beginning to
make its mark on this land and establishing its own kingdoms. The elves, however, largely perished in this era.
They retreated to isolated places, their former kingdoms becoming either unclaimed lands or conquered by savage humans. Those extinct
kingdoms vanished into the annals of history, their names forgotten.
A human adventurer discovered this exquisitely beautiful and lifelike
human statue in the ruins of ancient elves. The adventurer brought the statue back to his city and placed it in his home. The adventurer discovered that
ancient characters were imprinted on the statue's bare buttocks, but
these characters were undecipherable by humans of that era. The statue displayed in the exhibition hall was merely a relic of an ancient kingdom, open to the public
.
However, its beauty was striking. The magically blessed robes, tattered from years of wind and sand
erosion and the ravages of wild beasts, combined with the near-naked body, the openwork armor clinging to it, and
the jewel around its neck, all contributed to its allure.
After being exhibited in the adventurer's collection, it quickly became a sensation. At the time, it was called
a statue of a goddess, and the elven lord was even sent to the royal palace as a symbol of the court. In that era,
warriors painted the princess's image on their family crests; Princess Iven's image became the symbol of the kingdom.
Warriors swore oaths before her statue before going to war, and painters created countless paintings of her.
Meanwhile, Iven's sister, an ancient shield, was unearthed by a warrior. Initially, the warrior
was puzzled by the lewd image on the shield, but soon discovered that it was both light and sturdy,
far superior to any shield he had ever used. So the warriors, wielding the royal shield of the elven princess,
distinguished themselves on the battlefield, becoming a legend. Ironically, however, they
were enemies of Princess Iven's kingdom.
One group swore an oath before the elder sister's statue before going to war, while another group fought against the kingdom, wielding a shield made from the younger sister's body
. The fates of the two sisters were thus intertwined. But no one knew that the shield
's identity and the kingdom's goddess were both members of the ancient elven royal family, tormented by dark magic.
But only a century later, the kingdom declined from its former glory and was eventually annexed. The former goddess was replaced, and
the elven princess's statue was collected by an antique dealer and quietly stored in a warehouse, its beautiful surface
covered in dust and cobwebs. At the same time, the shield made from the younger sister Asier's body, by a twist of fate,
also fell into the antique dealer's hands and was stored in a warehouse. The elder and younger sisters thus silently
coexisted, spending countless days and nights together.
Decades later, war broke out again, plunging the land into carnage and disease. Death swept through
human kingdoms. In such times, no one supported art and culture. Antique
dealers were killed on their way to flee to neighboring countries, the princess's statue was stolen by a group of thieves, and the shield disappeared.
At first, the thieves were captivated by the statue's beauty and its softer material than ordinary statues.
Some lustful men would insert their penises into the princess's vagina, fantasizing that it was a living female body
. Surprisingly, the thieves discovered that during penetration, the statue would secrete fluids, leading
people to believe it was alive. However, even after turning the statue over and trying various methods, it
remained unchanged. Unbeknownst to them, over countless years, the curse on the statue had
loosened slightly, and the fluids were proof of this. Thus, the unchanging statue eventually lost the thieves' interest.
They removed the jewels from the princess's neck and chest, as well as her soft armor, and sold it as scrap metal to a
weapons merchant.
But when the merchant tried to melt down the statue, he discovered it was
made of a metal beyond the capabilities of their time. So the poor princess was left in the basement,
buried in a pile of junk, never to see the light of day again. Times changed, and the rulers of this land changed, but the basement was
abandoned, and the princess remained there for hundreds, even thousands of years. Until the next era.
This was the Fourth Era, the age of human expansion. In this era, humans were the greatest victors, becoming
the largest race on Orusis. They expanded their territory, greatly extending their reach and forming the
sphere of influence we see today.
The place where the elven princess statue once stood is now known as the Green River.
Humanity had established itself on this land, building countless
city-states of varying sizes along the banks of the Green River. The Green River was peaceful and prosperous then, the chaos of war long gone. People rebuilt
their civilization, and the Elf Princess was once again unearthed from the wasteland.
However, this time, she was dug up by a group of tomb raiders. These tomb raiders were unaware of the Elf Princess's...
Her true identity was revealed, and she was sold to a junk collector in a city-state along the Green River. The junk collector casually
tossed the beautiful, lifelike statue to nearby homeless men.
Although the war was over, poverty remained pervasive. These homeless men had no opportunity to enjoy women;
even the lowest prostitutes refused to approach them. Thus, the beautiful elven princess statue once again became
a plaything for men. These men played with and caressed the princess's inorganic body, pulling out their
penises and inserting them into her cold, wet vagina, ejaculating inside, one after another. After countless
acts of play and caressing, the statue's surface became increasingly similar to human skin, becoming smoother and smoother, truly
indistinguishable from a sex doll.
Thus, the dignified princess of the elven kingdom was used as a sex toy by a group of homeless men. Her originally beautiful, snow-white
appearance became filthy, her noble body covered in men's semen, her face, chest, and thighs
stained with lewd marks. Between the princess's legs, countless men's unwashed semen clung, quickly turning her into
a semen-filled doll.
At this moment, the curse weakened once more; it turned out this was also part of an evil curse. When sexually stimulated
, the princess's solidified body would react accordingly, briefly regaining a limited amount of willpower. But this
reaction was too subtle to be noticed.
After being thoroughly abused by vagrants, the filthy princess was thrown into a sewer, her body crawling with
rats, even her vagina burrowed into by them. At that time, the occasional
faint moans of women could be heard in the sewers, giving rise to the urban legend of a sewer ghost. Several
decades passed.
In this era, magic had advanced significantly, and some scholars could finally decipher the ancient
Dark Empire's writing. A magician found this statue in the sewers and read
the writing on her beautiful buttocks: "
Sex toy Iven, made by the ancient Suruer Empire." And below this line of text, surprisingly, lay the method to break the curse
.
Unfortunately, the sorcerer lacked the ability to decipher the complete incantation; he
cast the spell based solely on his own understanding, but to no avail.
Disappointed, the sorcerer gave the elven princess to a pervert. Upon seeing such a noble and beautiful statue
, the pervert immediately took her home. He repeatedly played with this lifelike statue, indistinguishable from a real person
, using various perverse toys until he grew tired of it.
It is said that when the elven princess was discovered, her entire body was covered in all sorts of sex toys. Her
naked body was covered with sexually offensive writings; her nipples were clamped, her tongue was violated, and her vagina
was stuffed with various sex toys, making her look like a prostitute.
But most astonishingly, the statue no longer maintained the pose from the spellcasting; instead, it was transformed into a highly
perverse position, with her hands bound behind her head and her legs spread wide, squatting on the ground. It turned out that although the scholar hadn't
truly lifted the curse on the princess, he had made her body movable, allowing her to assume any pose.
On her other buttocks, the pervert had inscribed his annotation in human script: "Ancient
Sex Toy, Iven."
These sex toys and annotations have been preserved intact to this day, in what humanity calls the Fifth Age
. The elf princess's statue has passed through countless hands, used as a real sex toy,
posed in various lewd positions, and adorned with all sorts of obscene props.
The solidified elf princess probably never dreamed that after countless years, not only would her true
name be forgotten, but she would also be used as a magical sex toy in the eyes of later generations. If one
day she regained her will, what would she think?
In the home of a perverted tycoon in the Green River, the sculptor of the Hand of God was
extremely interested in this beautiful and sensual statue. He could indeed sense a faint soul within the statue, enough to confirm that its
owner had once been a living person.
However, even he currently had no way to break the curse on the statue.
"The products of the ancient Dark Empire are truly fascinating." Abel thought of
the human shield he had studied before. It seemed the two female bodies looked remarkably alike.
But what did it matter? Of course not. Both the statue before him and the lost shield
would remain in that form, possessed, manipulated, and desecrated by countless people throughout history.
Perhaps one day, someone would find a way to break the curse, but certainly not today.
As for the elven princess Iven, over the long years, did she retain any semblance of will? Did she know
anything about what had happened to her? If not, what were those occasional soft moans and
the fluid flowing from her groin? If so, what were her inner thoughts?
No one knew. To this day, no one had successfully broken the curse, and the princess's statue continued to circulate in
various cities, played with and desecrated, until this very day.

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